Damn Travis Porter (Ft. Bankroll Fresh)

[Chorus: Strap]
Four hoes, one bed, jimmy, damn
Three grams, one blunt, roll up, damn
Good head, fat ass, shake that, shake it
Bend it over, butt like damn
Big bankroll like damn

[Verse 1: Ali]
Thumbing through the cheque, I think it got my head numb
All these damn finessers, had to put my mask on
I'm a street exec, I’m feelin' like the last don
I'm poppin all this flavor, balling like I’m M1
Freaky mamacitas, and my diamond from the freezer
I just blowed the feature, and I'm rolling up the Keesha
I been had the cheque since we were fucking up the Leebra
They know me boy, and see me, Imma turn ya to believers

[Chorus: Strap]
Four hoes, one bed, jimmy, damn
Three grams, one blunt, roll up, damn
Good head, fat ass, shake that, shake it
Bend it over, butt like damn
Big bankroll like damn

[Verse 2: Quez]
Switched it up and got fuckin' mop-tops
I just traded in the jeep and got drop top
Your bitch she a junky, seen her at the bus stop
Put it in her mouth and gotta catch a lockjaw
Did a 68 and told the bitch I owe her one
She swallowed all my kids, but we could've had a son
Got a bag from Minnesota, we in traffic on Venola
We done brought some bitches over, got 'm snorting coca cola